Since we quit our jobs, sold our home, and moved our home base back to Colorado leaving new friendships and reconnecting with old friends, I was feeling like a bit of an alien. I was not sure where or if I belonged to anything now. I was warned that this is common, but I was still trying to figure it out.
Then we got here and one of the first things I heard was this group of people you are with is your tribe now. A tribe is defined as a group of people with something in common such as customs, ancestry, beliefs, leadership, occupation, viewpoint, or background. As days have passed I am realizing that yes, this group of missionaries is my new tribe now. People on the same journey.
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But, I am also thinking about the other tribes I have belonged to in the past, and ones I will always belong to. Some people I have had just one unforgettable experience with and others that I continue to share life with. The common thing brings you together but it is really about the people.
I am excited to become part of my new tribe but am also treasuring the memories I have made with other tribes in my life.
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